But soaring high above in the sky was a young man, messy hair slightly
covering his bright tourquise eyes obviously daydreaming. With his
eyes cast everywhere but straight ahead, he whizzed right into a
cloud. That woke him up. Finally he looked straight and to his
surprise, there was someone else in the sky too. Of course there was
bound to be others flying today, but he never imagined he would ever
see them, with the sky being so big and all. From behind he couldn't
really tell who it was, only that it was a girl with flowing
strawberry blonde hair. He sped up to see her. His eyes met her
gorgeously sculpted face. He smiled sweetly but she never looked at
him.
"Umm...hi."
He stammered slightly but managed to get it out anyway. She turned her head slowly towards him; his eyes caught by her deep blue eyes. She didn't make much facial expressions, she smiled a little then turned straight again.
"I'm...I'm James."
He said, the wind whipping his face. Still facing ahead, all she managed to say was,
"Narcissa."
"That's a pretty name."
"Thanks."
Her face was stone cold but still beautiful as she sped up.
'A bad girl, I like that.' He thought.
"Say James,"
Looking back at him,
"wanna race?"
James wasn't the best at racing in this altitude but he was ready to prove to her he was manly.
"Sure."
She slowed down so that they were side-by-side.
"Ready?"
"Oh yeah."
He leaned forward on his broom, eyes squinted, looking ahead.
"1..2...3!"
They took off like rockets, vooming in the wind-whipped horizon. Gliding through clouds, daring the sunset, he lost track of her. He looked behind him, under him, even forward, he couldn't see her anywhere. Coming to a sudden halt, he heard her call from directly in front of him.
"Wow, I thought you'd never get here."
She said in a lazy tone. As the clouds cleared, he saw her silhouette against the setting sun. Admiring her nails, she looked up to meet his eyes.
"How...how did you get here so fast? I didn't even see you."
"I have my ways."
"Interesting."
As she rode away, waving , he thought to himself, wow, this girl is great. She was very beautiful but yet had a tomboy-ish kind of thing about her. He was really starting to like her and he was hoping to see her again.
"Umm...hi."
He stammered slightly but managed to get it out anyway. She turned her head slowly towards him; his eyes caught by her deep blue eyes. She didn't make much facial expressions, she smiled a little then turned straight again.
"I'm...I'm James."
He said, the wind whipping his face. Still facing ahead, all she managed to say was,
"Narcissa."
"That's a pretty name."
"Thanks."
Her face was stone cold but still beautiful as she sped up.
'A bad girl, I like that.' He thought.
"Say James,"
Looking back at him,
"wanna race?"
James wasn't the best at racing in this altitude but he was ready to prove to her he was manly.
"Sure."
She slowed down so that they were side-by-side.
"Ready?"
"Oh yeah."
He leaned forward on his broom, eyes squinted, looking ahead.
"1..2...3!"
They took off like rockets, vooming in the wind-whipped horizon. Gliding through clouds, daring the sunset, he lost track of her. He looked behind him, under him, even forward, he couldn't see her anywhere. Coming to a sudden halt, he heard her call from directly in front of him.
"Wow, I thought you'd never get here."
She said in a lazy tone. As the clouds cleared, he saw her silhouette against the setting sun. Admiring her nails, she looked up to meet his eyes.
"How...how did you get here so fast? I didn't even see you."
"I have my ways."
"Interesting."
As she rode away, waving , he thought to himself, wow, this girl is great. She was very beautiful but yet had a tomboy-ish kind of thing about her. He was really starting to like her and he was hoping to see her again.
